Why do I do this to myself
You outgrow people who donβt grow with you.
Sighhhhhhhhhh
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your twenties are Also about discovering that youβre not a bad person in all the ways you believed you were but youβre a bad person in completely new and exciting ways
When you let go of all that wishes to leave, what will you have left except all these memories that you're better off without? They won't leave though; their presence will linger like claw marks on wood and creases on a crumbled up piece of paper. They're stubborn unlike all the things you wish had stayed.
John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne, featured in The Selected Letters of John Keats